Miracle Blanket indeed!!

My sister in law is a certified black belt in shopping. I am NOT joking. It's pretty safe to say her daughter, who is almost 3 now, was probably the best dressed little kid not appearing on the cover of tabloids. Well, lucky us, we inherited little Abby's wardrobe! It came in the mail the other day, and it pretty much looked like a department store threw up in our living room. Beautiful, tiny, multi-colored throw up.Also included in the boxes was this little gem:You better believe it: footed pajamas. I couldn't put them on fast enough! How long have I wanted a pair of these? Probably since the last time I wore some, oh, 25 years ago.Well, nestled at the bottom of these piles was a lonely little blanket. Upon further investigation, I realized it was a Miracle Blanket, the Cadillac of swaddling blankets. I was hesitant to try it at first--it comes across a little straight-jacket-ish. But, seeing as how little miss Summer was up every two hours the past two nights, and I was getting a little bleary-eyed, I decided to give this contraption a whirl.Hot damn, she slept 11 hours straight. It's a Christmas MIRACLE!Derrick woke up around 4:30 and asked me if she'd eaten yet, to which I replied "no...what time is it?" He told me and I bolted up and ran to check to see if she was still breathing. She was, indeed, still alive and as cozy a caterpillar in its cocoon. I came back to bed ecstatic, too excited to sleep.I'm trying not to get too excited about it--one night does not a trend make. But man, oh man, I sure hope it continues!Thanks, Amy!!! I'm forever indebted to you!!